Quotes about 8 march, page 20

April May June Duly Appear August

Another day spins round, another moon
Plies silver gossamer surprise profound.
Rebounding droplets of spaced spring too soon
In Lethe's stream eternity resound.
Life drips despondently, some say, tear drowned.
As April breasts Spring's crest, as lovers spoon,
Perceive leaf, bud and bowls' rich garb fresh found,
Rainbow bridge 'twixt mad March, warm May, June.
Imagination's tendrils intertwine,
Leap out from Winter's protective cocoon,
And span star-spangled sky, lands fertilize,
PRepare the ground for future harvest wine.
..If Truth be Beauty, April offers boon,
..Links seasons' sparkle, Life reflects, replies.

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Yellow Jacket

There is a cycle brigade that leaves bright and early every morning

I follow them through the rustic narrow strips of park

Along the scenic view before the march, of traffic

And commuter feet swallows up this pastoral symphony

And one solitary lark rises above clouds

Its song unheard beneath the din of hooting horns

And bicycle bells

I follow them further still, under the grand wellington arch

Passed the soldiers in full kit on early morning drill

Racing down lanes beneath an early morning breath of trees

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poem by Yvette Smith
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Irony

Always, sweetheart,
Carry into your room the blossoming boughs of cherry,
Almond and apple and pear diffuse with light, that very
Soon strews itself on the floor; and keep the radiance of spring
Fresh quivering; keep the sunny-swift March-days waiting
In a little throng at your door, and admit the one who is plaiting
Her hair for womanhood, and play awhile with her, then bid her depart.

A come and go of March-day loves
Through the flower-vine, trailing screen;
A fluttering in of doves.
Then a launch abroad of shrinking doves
Over the waste where no hope is seen
Of open hands:
Dance in and out
Small-bosomed girls of the spring of love,
With a bubble of laughter, and shrilly shout
Of mirth; then the dripping of tears on your glove.

poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Snow drops

From today, March 1st,
this sunny day, to 8th of March
Most women of my Land
Will smile and pray
Inside their hearts
For One they Love! !
The much loved man
Will hear woman's call..
There he is! !
As in her secret thoughts
At her own door:
Holding a bunch of
gentle little Snow Drops..
She gets those sweet flowers
then he's paid instead
only one warm and sweetest kiss!
But! ! For the spring to come
he needs a thousand! !
So, now get ready: His time to pray..
She has to kiss him

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poem by Elena Sandu
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Song In March

NOW are the winds about us in their glee,
Tossing the slender tree;
Whirling the sands about his furious car,
March cometh from afar;
Breaks the sealed magic of old Winter’s dreams,
And rends his glassy streams;
Chafing with potent airs, he fiercely takes
Their fetters from the lakes,
And, with a power by queenly Spring supplied,
Wakens the slumbering tide.

With a wild love he seeks young Summer’s charms
And clasps her to his arms;
Lifting his shield between, he drives away
Old Winter from his prey;—
The ancient tyrant whom he boldly braves,
Goes howling to his caves;
And, to his northern realm compelled to fly,
Yields up the victory;
Melted are all his bands, o’erthrown his towers,

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poem by William Gilmore Simms
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Here's To Anti War People

To so called patriots and pro war people and those to enlightenment blind
They are not to be trusted and are traitor kind
But they march for peace and I see that as great
And they are the people that I celebrate
If anti war people are seen by some as traitors and guilty of grave sin
Then I too am a traitor amongst them count me in
For war never brings true peace despite what some say
And somewhere in the World war is waged every day
In Countries in Africa, The Middle East and Afghanistan and Iraq
People constantly living in fear of attack
From terrorists and extremists that war did create
Compassionless people who are consumed by hate
So here's to anti war people their praises I must sing
Their march is for peace and that is a great thing.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Past the Almighty Commander

I hear soldier’s boots
marching rhythmic
and they past in rows.

There’s no marching band
that accompanies the slow march,
just a bugle
that sounds melancholic.

The minister says his words
and I hear: “he’s now with God, ”
and something of dust to dust

The last trumpet’s notes
catches my ear
and there are some rifle shots
that I hear reporting.

An Orange, white and blue flag
is folded around the chest

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Pelican Island Festival

Pelican Island is where almost
all the extinct birds live,
you have to care, you have to give.
For we are the caretakers of this land,
where God/Goddess makes it grand.
Pelican’s Festival is March 17th next year,
please show up and volunteer.
Go to their website at www.pelicanislandfriends.org
see what they have in store.
Be a sponsor like the ones below,
help with preserving wildlife and make it grow.
Sea turtle preservation society of Melbourne,
donate and help Sea Turtles weather the storm.
Go to www.seaturtlespacecoast.org
Melody’s Music of Vero Beach,
donates guitar that’s peachy peach.
Win a kayak from FLOC,
they can make you a handmade kayak,
one of it’s kind with originality.
So remember March 17th,

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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Women

Vested with powers which thou envy
For this, she bears the brunt
Without retaliation
With these powers maintains a balance of forces
Both of body and soul
A daughter, a sister, a beloved, a wife, a mother she is
And you have made a whore of her
You roles in life well defined
A child, a son, a brother, a husband a child again
Fit only for this and no more
Living stoically
Has sent shivers down Newton's grave
Bleeding every month
Her fertility cements
But for those nine months
Survives and survives
For a soul unknown.
A man who bleeds
Digs himself a grave
A precursor to many graves

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poem by Sanjay Mehta
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From: Men Who March Away

In our heart of hearts believing
Victory crown the just,
And that braggarts must
Surely bite the dust,
Press we to the field ungrieving,
In our heart of hearts believing
Victory crowns the just.

Hence the faith and fire within us
Men who march away
Ere the barn-cocks say
Night is growing gray,
Leaving all that herecan win us;
Hence the faith and fire within us
Men who march away!

Is it a purblind prank, O think you,
Friend with the musing eye
Who watch us stepping by,

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poem by Thomas Hardy
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